The Destiny of Going to Hell

Chapter 214: The Legend of Zhen Huan - Poria 14

Yinzhen's face flashed with anxiety, and he asked hurriedly, "Has the imperial physician come to see you?"

Cao Qinmo replied softly, "Yes, the imperial physician said that Wen Yi was born with a weak condition, and the hot weather caused this."

As she spoke, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. "It had gotten better, but I don't know why it came back again today."

After listening to this, Yinzhen stood up and walked out. Cao Qinmo, Yixiu and Nian Shilan hurriedly followed him out.

Only a few people were left there, and they soon dispersed.

An Lingrong and Fuling returned to the palace together, but she felt that something was fishy.

Spitting up is common among babies, so why did Princess Wen Yi do it so repeatedly?

If it was hot, Princess Wen Yi and Concubine Cao lived near water, so it shouldn't be like this.

She turned to Fuling in confusion and asked in a low voice: "Sister, could it be..."

She couldn't help but feel panic. Who were Concubine Hua and Cao Qinmo trying to harm?

Could it be that it is harming my sister and myself?

Fuling smiled faintly and said softly: "What grudge do we have with Concubine Hua? The one who made the great enemy is someone else."

In the evening, news came that Yinzhen had stayed at Cao Qinmo's place.

Fuling took off all the pearls and jade in her hair, put on soft nightgown, and was about to go to bed when she heard Xuechu's soft voice: "Madam, Miss An is here to visit."

Fuling was slightly surprised when she heard this, and then An Lingrong walked into the hall with a worried look on her face.

"Sister," An Lingrong said softly, "Can I sleep on the same bed with you tonight? I feel uneasy because of Princess Wen Yi's vomiting. After all, I was once in the same team with Zhen Huan and her friends. Although I haven't obviously left them now, I still feel a little uneasy."

There was a hint of helplessness and fear in her words, and she was obviously confused and uneasy about the current situation.

She was afraid that Concubine Hua would still remember her as one of their party members and would punish her as well.

The most important thing is, hehe, I want to be close to my sister.

Upon hearing this, Fuling nodded gently, then gently handed her pillow to An Lingrong, then turned around and carefully took another pillow from outside.

She whispered softly, "Go to bed quickly. You have to get up early tomorrow. Don't worry too much. Everything will be fine."

Her voice was full of comfort and care, like a warm spring breeze, gently blowing across An Lingrong's heart.

Holding Fuling's waist, with the fragrance of Fuling's hair filling her nose, An Lingrong slept particularly contentedly and sweetly.

The next morning, they accompanied the queen and everyone else to visit Princess Wen Yi.

The hall seemed to be shrouded in a cloud of sorrow, and the atmosphere was particularly heavy.

Cao Qinmo's eyes were red and swollen, obviously she had not slept all night, while Nian Shilan and Yinzhen also had frowns on their faces, full of worry.

The imperial physician stood timidly by the side, seemingly helpless about the condition.

Princess Wen Yi had just woken up, her eyes were still closed and she looked listless.

The nurse held her gently and coaxed her for a while, trying to help her regain some spirits.

Upon seeing this, Cao Qinmo quickly picked up a flower drum to play with her, hoping to make her happier.

Nian Shilan said attentively, "The water chestnut soup I brought in a few days ago seemed delicious to the princess. Why don't I make some more so that everyone can taste it together?"

Yinzhen nodded and said, "Okay, I'm a little hungry too."

Soon, the water chestnut soup was served. This is a very simple dessert, made by boiling water chestnut powder, cotton sugar and boiling water until it is snow-white and translucent, and then adding some honeydew melon, peach and watermelon pulp, it looks very appetizing.

Wen Yi was still young, so there were no fruits or vegetables in her bowl.

Cao Qinmo used the wet nurse's hand to carefully feed her food, spoonful by spoonful, and from time to time she would take out a piece of silk to wipe the saliva from the corners of her mouth.

Seeing Wen Yi eating happily, a smile appeared on her tired face.

Seeing this, Yixiu smiled and said, "I see Wen Yi is eating so sweetly, it looks like she will get better soon."

Upon hearing this, Cao Qinmo showed a look of gratitude and said quickly, "Thank you for your concern, Queen."

After feeding a few mouthfuls, the nurse came forward and reported softly: "My lord, it's time to feed the princess."

As she spoke, she picked up Wen Yi and leaned over to feed her carefully.

However, the wet nurse had just finished feeding the baby, and within a moment, the milky white milk was seen spitting out of Wen Yi's mouth, and then gushing out of his nose like a spring.

He even vomited out the water chestnut soup he had just eaten.

Wen Yi's small and weak body could not withstand such torture. She trembled as if she was almost suffocating, and cried non-stop because of choking. Her little face turned purple and she looked extremely painful.

Seeing this, Cao Qinmo could no longer hold back the grief in her heart and burst into tears.

She snatched the child from the wet nurse's hands, held him upright, and put her cheek against Wen Yi's little face, patting her back gently, trying to comfort her.

Nian Shilan also shed a few tears, and she reached out to hug Wen Yi.

However, Cao Qinmo was slightly stunned and did not let go immediately. Her eyes revealed her deep reluctance and attachment to Wen Yi.

Seeing this, Nian Shilan had no choice but to withdraw her hand in disappointment.

Cao Qinmo was resentful. She resented Nian Shilan for using Wen Yi as a scapegoat and making her own Wen Yi endure the pain that he shouldn't have to endure.

In an instant, people and horses were thrown to the ground.

When Yinzhen heard his daughter crying, he became furious and took two steps forward and pointed at the imperial physician.

"What's going on? I've been treated for three days but it's not getting better. It's getting worse!"

Seeing the emperor's rage, the imperial physician was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Your humble servant... Your humble servant really doesn't know. Normally speaking, babies spit up milk mostly when they are one or two months old. Now the princess is already one year old..."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Yinzhen shouted angrily, "Waste! Useless thing! You can't even cure a baby's spitting up."

Yixiu tried to comfort him, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry. It's not good for your health. You need to ask the imperial physician to examine you carefully."

The imperial physician kowtowed repeatedly and agreed.

"I think the princess may have a bad stomach. I think she may have taken something that hurts her stomach."

"I want to check what the princess has eaten since she started vomiting up so badly."

Yinzhen agreed.

The imperial physician carefully examined each patient but found nothing unusual.

His face grew increasingly gloomy, and he thought to himself that if there was nothing wrong with the food, then that only meant that his medical skills were not very good.

By then, I am afraid that what we will face is not just the resignation of the Imperial Medical Bureau, but even more serious consequences.

Everyone standing behind the queen couldn't help but start whispering and talking when they saw this scene.

It was not until the imperial physician picked up the water chestnut soup that Princess Wen Yi had just eaten half of and examined it carefully for a while that a hint of joy appeared on his anxious face.

He instantly put away his smile and knelt down solemnly.

"I think there is something wrong with this soup. To be cautious, please summon the eunuch who tastes the food in the imperial kitchen to come and judge it together."

When Yinzhen heard this, his face suddenly darkened and his brows knitted tightly, "Su Peisheng, go and call someone from the imperial kitchen."

In just a moment, people from the imperial kitchen arrived.

After careful inspection, it was concluded that the water chestnut soup was non-toxic, but it was mixed with cassava flour.

Yinzhen frowned when he heard this. "Cassava flour, what is that?"

The imperial physician replied respectfully, "Cassava is a specialty product sent as tribute from Southeast Asia. It can be ground into powder and used to make snacks. However, the roots and leaves are poisonous, so you must be extra careful when handling them."

After hearing this, Yixiu showed a look of surprise on her face.

"You mean to say that someone deliberately poisoned me?"